My Younger Siblings Are the Greatest Masters in the World - Chapter 131

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131.

“We’re discussing whether to pursue a new endeavor based on Sangun’s suggestion.”

“A new endeavor…?”

“It’s about the alliance of the Five Great Families.”

“An alliance of the Five Great Families?”

“That’s our first goal. In these chaotic times, if each family tries to survive on their own, we might all perish together.”

United we stand, divided we fall – this is close to the truth in most cases.

However, the current situation won’t be resolved just by blindly uniting.

“What do you plan to do once united?”

“The Hwangbo and Namgung families are already in communication with His Highness the Third Prince, so our path is set. But we don’t know exactly where the other families stand. So we need to attempt an alliance while figuring out their true intentions.”

Namgung Cheolsang picked up where Hwangbo Hunyong left off.

“If an alliance of the Five Great Families is achieved, it would be much more efficient than moving separately, so it would be advantageous in many ways.”

“By any chance, is this an idea that came from Gang Leader Zhuge’s mind?”

“That’s right. That’s why Sangun is still staying at the Jegal Family.”

It certainly wasn’t a bad idea.

“Will you establish a separate base for the Five Great Families alliance?”

“Shouldn’t we discuss the detailed parts?”

“Is the work already in progress?”

“The Jegal Family said they would take charge of it.”

“Then the Jegal Family is definitely siding with us?”

“That’s why they’re so enthusiastic. The Jegal Family seems to be bothered by their mistake with you.”

If three of the Five Great Families sided together, they would become incredibly reliable allies.

Namgung Cheolsang said.

“Seeing how he handled this matter, Sangun is quite capable. He just can’t practice martial arts, but you can’t fool the Jegal Family bloodline.”

Zhuge Sangun wasn’t an incapable person; he was just stuck in the underworld.

“Indeed, it seems the position makes the person.”

Seol Mujin said.

“I should visit the Jegal Family once.”

“You?”

“If it’s an alliance of the Five Great Families, it’s quite a big matter, so I should lend my support once. Taesan isn’t that far away either.”

Then a voice was heard from outside.

“Father, it’s Hyeonguk.”

“Come in.”

The door opened and Hwangbo Hyeonguk entered the room.

“Brother!”

Seol Mujin was just as happy to see Hwangbo Hyeonguk.

“It’s been a while.”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk crossed the room in an instant and embraced Seol Mujin.

“Why did you come after such a long time? When we’re in the same Jinan.”

“Inseok, anyone watching would think we haven’t met in years.”

“Is, is that so? It feels like it’s been a year…”

Hwangbo Hunyong and Namgung Cheolsang burst into laughter.

“Hahaha! Hyeonguk has become completely devoted to Seol Podoo!”

“You should be that passionate about romance! Hahaha!”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk scratched the back of his head with an embarrassed expression and asked.

“Father. Are you finished with your business with brother?”

“I think we’ve said everything we needed to say for now.”

“Then I’ll borrow him for a moment.”

“Where are you going to use me after borrowing me?”

The training ground.

That place deep in the back garden, paved with marble, was a training ground that only the direct family of the Hwangbo Family could use.

Hwangbo Ryeoseon and Sang Chiyeon were also waiting there.

“It’s been a long time, Seol Podoo.”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon greeted him calmly, trying hard to suppress her emotions that wanted to run wild.

Sang Chiyeon stepped forward.

“Shall we begin then?”

“What…?”

“Sparring.”

“Pardon?”

“Didn’t you come to the training ground to spar?”

Seol Mujin looked at Hwangbo Hyeonguk, and Hwangbo Hyeonguk made an “Oops!” expression.

“I, I didn’t tell you. Brother. Please teach us a lesson.”

Seol Mujin asked.

“You’ve been diligently cultivating your internal energy, I see?”

Sang Chiyeon answered.

“We worked ourselves to death. I had no intention of working hard, but these two said they needed a sparring partner, so I had no choice.”

“Then shall we see how much you’ve improved?”

Suddenly, he thought of the Triplets.

When he was with the Triplets, they would spar almost every day.

Sang Chiyeon drew his sword first.

“Is it okay to use real swords?”

“Wooden swords would break quickly, so real swords are better.”

Seol Mujin, who was about to draw his sword while answering, soon withdrew his hand.

If he used the Gwangbaek Divine Sword, no matter how much he lowered his internal energy, Chiyeon’s sword would break.

“Could I borrow a sword?”

“You have your sword, Seol Podoo.”

“There are circumstances that make it difficult to use my sword.”

If it was revealed that the sword he used was the Gwangbaek Divine Sword, naturally the secret of the Invisible Great Thief would also be exposed.

He had promised the Triplets to keep the matter of the Invisible Great Thief’s secret as hidden as possible.

Fortunately, without asking further, Chiyeon brought a sword.

“I’ll do my best, so please go easy on me, Seol Podoo.”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon said.

“If you go easy and Seol Podoo gets hurt, will you take responsibility?”

“Responsibility?”

Sang Chiyeon’s lips twitched.

“I should lose. Hehehe…”

“What’s with that sinister laugh?”

“Just, well, the wind is leaking through. Hehehe… Seol Podoo, please go easy.”

He felt like he should give it his all.

Of course, Seol Mujin giving his all never happened.

It was certain that Sang Chiyeon’s martial arts had improved from before.

But that didn’t mean it was threatening enough to Seol Mujin.

The sparring with the three people was closer to instructional sparring.

It was the kind of sparring where the three attacked to their heart’s content, and Seol Mujin pointed out what their weaknesses were.

While not threatening, their martial arts weren’t weak.

Especially Hwangbo Ryeoseon was surprisingly strong.

At her level, she would probably be among the top three of the younger generation in the Murim.

It wasn’t for nothing that the Hwangbo Family called her a genius that might appear once in a hundred years.

After finishing three rounds of sparring, one round each per person, everyone was exhausted.

The person maintaining the most even breathing was Seol Mujin.

It was a natural result since he had fought the most but hadn’t used his full strength.

Compared to sparring with the Triplets, this was like taking a neighborhood stroll.

Sang Chiyeon looked at Seol Mujin wiping the sweat from his forehead with admiration.

“Wow―! I knew it, but Seol Podoo is truly amazing.”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk also nodded his head.

“Brother, you seem much stronger than before? What kind of training have you been doing?”

“Just, working hard?”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon said.

“We also worked harder than anyone else. This can’t be explained by just working hard.”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon had inwardly thought she could match Seol Mujin to some degree.

But as soon as the first sparring began, she realized that Seol Mujin was an insurmountable wall.

How did Seol Mujin become so strong?

It’s not like he had a master teaching him martial arts.

‘Did he eat a bunch of spiritual medicine somewhere?’

However, spiritual medicine only increases internal energy; the precision of martial techniques and martial arts intuition are areas that can’t be solved with spiritual medicine.

“Geniuses are different.”

That was the conclusion Hwangbo Ryeoseon reached.

There was no other way to explain it.

Hwangbo Hyeonguk said.

“Sister’s pride must be hurt? You’re the greatest genius of the Hwangbo Family in a hundred years.”

“I’m limited to the Hwangbo Family, but Seol Podoo is for all of Murim. He seems like the greatest genius in five hundred years, not just a hundred.”

“Even if you praise me like that, nothing comes out of it.”

“I’m just stating facts. I think Seol Podoo right now might be stronger than father.”

Seol Mujin hurriedly waved his hands.

“Don’t say such things elsewhere. People will gossip.”

But Sang Chiyeon agreed with Hwangbo Ryeoseon’s words.

“I’m not disrespecting the Family Head, but I’ll cast a vote for Young Lady’s opinion.”

“My pride is hurt, so I won’t say anything.”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk said this while adding, ‘Brother, please tomorrow as well.’

It seemed they would have to delay their departure to the Jegal Family by a day.

***

“Huh? Come together?”

“Yes. We can see our uncles after a long time, and we can continue sparring with brother on the way there and back.”

It seemed the latter was what Hwangbo Hyeonguk really wanted.

“Completely agree!”

Hwangbo Ryeoseon also raised her hand high to express her intention to participate.

“Then I’ll come along too.”

With Sang Chiyeon joining as well, the number of people going to the Jegal Family increased to four.

Since there had been awkward matters with the Jegal Family, the company of these three people wasn’t bad for Seol Mujin either.

Hwangbo Hyeonguk had an excited expression from the moment of departure.

“There’s a villa of our family on the way, so let’s stay there.”

“Good idea. We can hunt and grill meat too.”

It felt like going on a trip.

“But it seems you left the Triplets who follow you like shadows in Jinan?”

At Hwangbo Ryeoseon’s question, Seol Mujin answered with a forced smile.

“Yes. It’ll be hard to see them for a while.”

They must be suffering after being kidnapped.

He felt regret about whether he should have opposed it to the end, but it was something they had to experience someday.

The villa located on the mountain slope was cleanly maintained.

As soon as they unpacked, Seol Ryeoseon went to the mountain and really brought back a wild boar.

“I’ll do the butchering.”

Sang Chiyeon went to the well and dismantled the wild boar with practiced hands.

It was clearly something he had done many times.

By the time it got dark, the wild boar was cooking golden brown over the campfire.

“How is brother Cheonag doing?”

From Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s tone, it was a question he had asked after much hesitation.

“He’s doing well.”

“I see.”

Feeling that the explanation was too brief, Seol Mujin said.

“Thanks to diligent internal energy cultivation, his martial arts have improved a lot too.”

“How much?”

“He could probably match you and Lady Hwangbo quite well?”

“What? Really?”

Sang Chiyeon made an expression of disbelief, saying ‘No way.’

“Check it out yourself when you meet next time.”

“How? I mean, what I’m saying is… brother had almost given up on martial arts.”

“He probably thought he had no talent. Everyone around him must have believed that too.”

That was the truth.

As the eldest son, high expectations were natural, and Hwangbo Cheonag also tried to meet those expectations.

But Hwangbo Cheonag’s martial arts didn’t improve as much as expected, and in the meantime, Hwangbo Ryeoseon and Hwangbo Hyeonguk surpassed him.

“Sometimes talent blooms late. Or maybe the previous efforts weren’t sufficient.”

“That’s fortunate.”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk seemed truly relieved.

Hwangbo Ryeoseon pinched Hwangbo Hyeonguk’s cheek.

“Oh my―! This overly kind guy.”

“Ow!”

“At this rate, you’ll say you’ll give the young family head position to Cheonag-i too.”

“Wouldn’t that be okay?”

“What?”

“Brother is the eldest son. Actually, it’s natural for brother to become the family head.”

“Are you serious?”

“How much must brother have suffered mentally all this time? Even playing the scoundrel unwillingly.”

“That’s true, but that woman in our family… let’s stop.”

Hwangbo Hyeonguk looked steadily at the campfire and spoke like a monologue.

“I wish brother would return to the family. We had fun when we were young. I don’t want to fight with my brothers over the family head position.”

“Whatever you think, the decision is father’s to make.”

“If brother’s martial arts have gotten stronger, father’s thoughts might change too.”

Seol Mujin said.

“Cheonag-i won’t become the Hwangbo Family Head.”

“What? How do you know that, brother?”

“What I’m about to tell you is a secret for now. Can you keep it?”

The three people looked at each other’s faces and then nodded.

“Actually, I’m planning to create a Murim sect.”

“What? You, brother?”

“Various things happened during this trip to Beijing, and somehow I ended up deciding to create a Murim sect. And Cheonag-i agreed to take the position of sect leader.”

All three people were shocked.

“You’re making Cheonag-i the sect leader?”

“Yes. In many ways, Cheonag-i seems suitable.”

“If Seol Podoo is establishing a sect, it probably won’t be just some minor sect…”

“I don’t know how large it will be yet. We’ll build it based on Myeoncheonhoe.”

When the name Myeoncheonhoe came up, the three people were shocked.

“The Myeoncheonhoe we know?”

“Yes. That Myeoncheonhoe.”

After a long silence, Hwangbo Ryeoseon asked.

“Did Seol Podoo take over Myeoncheonhoe? Or did he have connections with Myeoncheonhoe from the beginning?”

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